Radhika was a stunning Indian woman, with long, dark hair that cascaded down her back in waves. Her skin was a rich, golden brown, and her eyes were as dark as the night sky. She had a body that was the epiction of femininity, with full, round hips and perfect breasts that were barely contained by her tight blouses.
One day, Radhika found herself working late at the office. She was alone, save for the cleaning staff who were busy tending to the other floors. She was exhausted, but she couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement wash over her as she looked out over the city skyline.
As she was working, she heard a knock at the door. She turned to see a man standing in the doorway. He was tall, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He was dressed in a suit, and he carried himself with an air of confidence that immediately caught Radhika’s attention.
“Can I help you?” Radhika asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I couldn’t help but notice you working so late,” the man said, his voice deep and smooth. “I thought I’d come and see if you needed any help.”
Radhika was taken aback by the man’s forwardness, but she couldn’t deny the flutter of excitement that she felt in her chest. She hesitated for a moment before inviting the man in.
As they worked, Radhika couldn’t help but steal glances at the man. She was drawn to him, and she found herself wondering what it would be like to kiss him.
Finally, she couldn’t resist any longer. She stood up and walked over to the man, her heart pounding in her chest. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire, and she leaned in and pressed her lips against his.
The man responded eagerly, wrapping his arms around Radhika and pulling her close. They kissed deeply, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Radhika could feel the heat building between them, and she knew that she wanted more.
She reached down and started to undo the buttons on the man’s shirt, her fingers trembling with excitement. She ran her hands over his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his skin.
The man groaned with pleasure, his hands roaming over Radhika’s body. He reached up and cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. Radhika gasped as a surge of pleasure shot through her body.
She reached down and started to undo the man’s pants, her hands shaking with anticipation. She wrapped her fingers around his cock, feeling the hard length of him.
The man groaned and closed his eyes, his head thrown back in pleasure. Radhika started to stroke him, her hand moving up and down his shaft. She could feel him getting harder and harder in her hand, and she knew that he was on the brink of release.
With a moan, the man came, his hot cum spilling over Radhika’s hand. She smiled and leaned in to kiss him again, her body tingling with pleasure.
They spent the rest of the night exploring each other’s bodies, their moans and gasps filling the room. It was a night that Radhika would never forget, a night of passion and pleasure that she would always cherish.
As the sun began to rise, Radhika and the man said their goodbyes. Radhika knew that she would never see him again, but she didn’t care. She had experienced something truly special, something that she would never forget.
She walked back to her desk, her body still humming with pleasure. She looked out over the city skyline, a smile on her face. It was going to be a beautiful day.
